Do You Wanna Play?

The ONE Doll...

A/N:
I'm well aware most of you guys have seen or heard of the infamous Annabelle doll right? Well this chapter will give a little insight on her. I know it takes me awhile to update my story and I'm truly sorry. Anyway back to the doll, this chapter will not only insight her but you'll see why I give certain characters their names.... Enjoy

~ BenDrowned817
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     I went back to Annabelle's house today, and she didn't seem like herself "who would? The way she lives I wouldn't either.". I think to myself. I stop at the porch and knock on the door, I hear little feet patter against the floor, Annabelle looks up at me and said "Oh great, what do you want?" , in a snarky tone. I kind-heartfelt way I said "Do you wanna play??"  Her eyes lit up in excitement, she said "I'd be delighted.", but her voice sounded kind of sarcastic.

     I said to her "If you don't want to play, I'm just better off going home..."  And just as I went to turn around she said "I'm sorry". I said it's okay, i asked her what was wrong but she didn't answer. Instead she just looked at me with a look of evil in her eyes. I said "So... Are you going to invite me in or"- and she stopped me and said "Just go inside!". So, I stepped inside the house. It was cold and it reeked of dead bodies. I cover my mouth to relieve my face of the stench and I go into her room, I uncovered my face and this room had a fresh smell but it was still cold. I thought "Well at least I brought a hoodie...", then she walked in and she slammed the door and locked it. She had one of her hands behind her back, as if holding something... I asked her "What have you got there?" she smirked and said "Oh, you mean this?".
  
     Shocked and horrified I screamed. She was holding a HEAD a freaking HEAD! Thank God it wasn't a human head but this doll head was BLEEDING! It wasn't fake either, I could smell it, and taste it in the back of my throat. Oh... It was gruesome! I said "WHAT THE FUCK?!?! What is that?" She said "It's your new friend of course!", in an excited tone. She laughed and was jumping on her heels, like a normal girl would.
    
     I ran for the door forgetting about it being locked, and she can closer to me chanting, "I thought you wanted to play...". I said "Nope, not anymore you little freak!", and then she stopped. She looked hurt, I felt really bad, I said "I'm sorry. I didn't know what I was thinking when I said that...", she shot up a glare at me, I saw pure hatred in her eyes. She said "Just when I thought I had a friend... I figure our it's all a joke!" I told her, "It's not a joke, I swear! I didn't mean it... You scared me and I said it.", thing was, I was thinking it every time I saw her. I looked down in disrespect, and when I looked up, she was gone. I looked throughout the whole room, and she was no where to be found. She wasn't in the closet or under the bed(she has a small room), but there was something under the bed though. I was too terrified to look at it. I...it was just so.... strange. It took me by my arm and yanked me underneath, and before I passed out it said "H...hello, this won't hurt a bit>:). At least, not me of course." and it laughed, then it all went dark.

     I wake up in a strange room, and the first thing I see is a doll with black button eyes, red yarn for hair, and a red and white polka dotted dress. Hours go by and I'm all alone with this doll. Then I look at it again and it looks familiar to someone or something I've seen before, so I named it. I named the doll...... Annabelle. I said the name out loud and it's limp, soft neck, picked itself up and glared at me.